Interpret:

P.O.D.

Album:

Satellite

 Evil eyes behind their smiles 
You swallow it up when sincerity lies 
Lock me up, label me ??dangerous?+ files 
Fear of the unknown, so scared of my style 
Alert the press and address the states of emergency 
We the crew you love to hate 
First mistake, you were never ready 
Dance with the dead, better be ten times more deadly 
This is me, I'm always the same 
Virus in the system, crash the mainframe 
Uprise, now fall in line 
Roll with the pack or get left behind 
"It's a Masterpiece Conspiracy"
I'd rather hear it from you than be lied to 
Call it what it is like the heathens do 
Red lights of betrayal, deceived again 
Exposed by the light, true colors ascend 
Take down the regime, break the trend 
Bumrushed by your peers and your so-called friends 
Keep your people tight, watch your enemies close 
Trust what you know, soon enough they'll choke 
Where were you when we started this thing? 
You weren't around, this ain't yours to claim 
You'll never take what's been given to us 
Wipe that smile off your face and that look of disgust 
Uprise, now fall in line 
Roll with the pack, or get left behind 
Liar, deceiver, betrayer, back stabber